The more I think about him the more sad I am he isn’t my husbandHoping for dreams
I want to go to Portugal on his yacht. I wanna get wined and dined. Then thrown round the room ( in a nice sexy way non violent) and his hands on me
And I wanna go to the etihad in his box with his name on my back.
life ain’t fair man
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Everything I just said. get rid of his pals and stick me on there instead. Life madeSalsa then straight into the Macarena or some country dancing. At benfica academy one of the like compulsory classes is dancing. They do it like once a week